Monkey see, monkey do, monkey hit you!

I have some sad, sad news, but don't laugh!!

My unreliable, invisi-partner on this blog, who contributed a total of one whopping blog post last year, also known as "Distracted", is dead.

D-E-D, as Distracted liked to spell it. He also liked to smell it, while we are remembering him.

He met his demise at the hands of a monkey, who had stockpiled some stones with the sole purpose of hurling them at Distracted's flaming carrot-top of a head. He succeeded as you can see...

That monkey has to be feeling good about himself...good aim, nailed Distracted in one shot.

As far as Distracted goes, I guess this just underscores the importance of paying closer attention to the "harmless" denizens of the zoo when you go a-courtin' for your next date.

So, please, forward this to everyone you know. Warn them that the monkeys are organizing. It won't be long before they are taking your kidney and leaving you in a bathtub full of ice, or posing as Nigerian royalty soliciting your account information to transfer millions of dollars out safely. Read and forward WARNING!! MONKEYS HATE YOU!! to everyone you know. It's not spam if it is from a legitimate source, such as myself.

Speaking of lower primates attacking their biological superiors, Rush Limbaugh said some nasty things about the President recently...coincidence? Probably inspired by his cousin, the rock-hurtling Distracted-killing monkey. Rush is a pill-poppin' primate of the lower order...why are people still listening to Mr. Cochlear Implants? For all the good it did him, as Rush still can't hear anyone but himself. Too bad they didn't replace that pint of manure encased in his thick, thick skull with a single-celled brain to give him intelligence.

Got off the point, sorry. Politics allure and rile me.

As a fitting memorial, this blog will continue to be "Deaf and Distracted" so that Distracted will not be forgotten. Or until I find a better title.

Farewell, Sweet Distracted, we hardly knew ye because you were, well, distracted in so many ways. You were fun once, then you turned adult and sucky. You were dead inside before that monkey killed that ambulating cadaver you called your body.